For thousands of years, when had he ever suffered such humiliation again?
A shaman's blessing dance?
Someone in this world actually dared humiliate a cultivator in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm like this? Did he want to become the enemy of all under heaven?
Patriarch Tuo Hai mobilized the spiritual energy inside him, trying to break free of Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix, only to discover that nothing worked. His body danced without pause, displaying his burly, powerful physique to the woman before him...
As more and more people around him began showing off their talents, Ancestor Tuo Hai's initial fury gradually turned to horror. He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and looked coldly at Cen Qing. "Are you from the Moon Spirit Sect?"
"Yes." Cen Qing's face was pale, and she could barely breathe. She stood frozen in place, not daring to move.
More and more people gathered around her, each displaying their talents for her. Some were in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage; others were in the Mahayana Realm.
One could say this was the most glorious moment of her life.
Yet at this very moment, Cen Qing's heart held nothing but fear.
She dared not imagine whether this furious crowd would tear her to pieces once Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix ended.
If she was not mistaken, the people closest to her were the Blood Sect's Tribulation Transcendence experts. If those fellows attacked without restraint, they would trigger Tribulation Lightning.
Cen Qing glanced sideways at Ancestor Nanrong, who was turning somersaults, her mouth dry. Lin Bai had gone too far, actually forcing a Tribulation Transcendence ancestor to perform somersaults before her...
"What Divine Ability is this?" Ancestor Tuo Hai asked.
"Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix," Cen Qing answered honestly, then just as honestly passed the blame. "It has